I used to believe there was an omnipotent cosmic thread that guided me through life and kept me going in the right direction. However, the notion of there being a ‘right direction’ implies that there is such a thing as a wrong direction. Even if we called it the ‘best direction’ instead, it still creates a heirarchy and implies there are lesser paths to take in life.

I don’t believe there is only one right path. In fact, I don’t believe in there being any paths or threads at all apart from the ones we construct or subscribe (i.e. religion) our minds to. There are no fundamentally ‘real’ paths because they are created by the mind, not discovered as an intrinsic truth buried in the universe.

This perception is not tactless or encaging but liberating. It reveals that each of us must take full responsibility for our life. Such a life requires a high degree of acceptance and bravery because there is no omnipotent power to cast your mental contents onto. No one is coming to save you, you must save yourself. In this saving, you are reborn in the light of absolute liberation.

If I had to conceptualize a ‘path’, it would be made entirely of light. Why? Because light is pathless. Light is ubiquitous, it is the essence of all things. It cannot be belittled into the concept of ‘path’ for light is eternally present. All seeming matter is condensed light. Break it all down and all that can be perceived is light.